Chapter 99 A Song Dynasty popcorn

Zhao Xing is a swear word. "Cook" means "son" in Khitan.

In fact, the Liao people have now been completely sinicized. They speak Chinese, and even their names are similar to those of Song. Many Khitan nobles have grown up in the Chinese environment since childhood and cannot even understand Khitan. The words said by Zhao Xing were so straight that the Khitan people were stunned and blurted out: "Whose Acha are you?"

In fact, a person's temperament is closely related to the environment in which he grew up. Zhao Xing did not grow up in the Song Dynasty. He naturally had a temperament that was not similar to the Song people. In addition, the other party's rare size, so when Zhao Xing said that, the Liao people were a little dull and subconsciously thought that the other party might belong to their own father, so they were called "Cook".

Acha means "father" in Khitan, but it is also a common term for elders.

After asking this sentence, when he saw Zhao Xing's smile, the Liao people could recall it no matter how stupid they were. He screamed strangely, rushed forward, pinched the other person's waist with both hands, and tripped under his feet...

This action is a bit similar to Mongolian wrestling. Of course, there is no Mongolia in existence yet.

Zhao Xing didn't know how to fall, he could only hit people. As soon as the opponent's hands were hit by his waist, his body had leaned forward and used his shoulder to hit him. When the Khitan raised his foot and tripped, Zhao Xing's shoulder had hit the opponent's chest hard. At this time, the opponent's foot was hanging in the air, and the support leg could not withstand the impact force, so he immediately rolled to the ground...

In actual combat, Tang Hand is an extremely fierce fighting technique. Every attack requires all his strength. The Khitans only wanted to humiliate Zhao Xing with a teasing expression at the beginning, but they were not wary of Zhao Xing's counterattack so fiercely. As soon as they hit, several ribs seemed to be broken. He rolled a few times underground, but he fainted without moving.

At this time, several yamen runners in Kaifeng Mansion were evasive and walking towards him. They didn't expect that the matter would end so quickly and they were all there. Zhao Xing walked to the entourage holding the silver plate, and naturally took the other party's plate, and said lightly to the dazed attendant: "My... the spoil, isn't it?"

These words are said in Khitan. The depth of Zhao Xing, who was incomprehensible to the servants, actually walked towards the end of the street with Zhao Xing holding a silver plate.

After a while, the attendant woke up first and hurriedly went to check the fainted master. Zhao Xing's companion also woke up and quickly followed Zhao Xing. Behind him, several yamen runners were still muttering in a low voice: "Haha, seeing this Liao man is so arrogant, I thought he had the ability to see the heaven and earth, but I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable."

In fact, these yamen runners were unwilling to go to foreigners. The police helped foreigners bully the Chinese people. That was a modern concept. The yamen runners in the Song Dynasty were not so advanced, so they followed them, just to wipe the butts for the Liao people. So they were a little happy about the Liao people being knocked down.

The Song people were afraid of officials, but Zhao Xing was not afraid. When ordinary Song people saw the appearance of the yamen runners, they were afraid of going there, so naturally they did not want to cause trouble. It was because Zhao Xing grasped the psychological dynamics of the yamen runners, so he took the heavy move without hesitation. After beating the Liao people, he ignored them and left, so that the yamen runners could not find a chance to speak.

However, the mutter of the yamen runners reminded the Liao people's attendant. Several attendants were busy saving the master, and the remaining few people caught up with Zhao Xing and asked respectfully: "Official, leave your name before leaving."

Zhao Xing stood up and pointed to the antique street. Now there is no one on the street. The shopkeepers carefully poked their heads out of the store and watched the street excitedly. They were afraid of causing trouble and being involved in lawsuits.

"Did you see that there is no one in the street? My name is 'Jingjiehu', the famous Jingjiehu Lou Ah Mori of Daxiangguo Temple. Want to find a place? Come to this street from now on, and I tell you what it means to 'fight the Nanshan tiger and kick the Beihai Jiao'."

Zhao Xing said seriously, and his words were full of sluts. Cheng Azhu seemed inexplicably. Chen Yiyi's eyes were shiny with excitement. Chaoyun had already laughed. She hung her head and walked away, until the sumo ring, and stopped and laughed loudly.

The sumo wrestlers on the sumo wrestled, their shouts were weak, and when they saw Zhao Xing swaying and carrying the silver plate, they all stared at the strong man who had been humiliated by them.

There are no officials near the sumo wrestle. It seems that when the Liao people were causing trouble just now, these officials fled one after another for fear of causing trouble. Now, in front of the sumo wrestle, there are Chaoyun who is smiling in a slight manner, and Zhao Xing who looks indifferent. A little further apart, Azhu and Yi Yi also walked here with laughter.

Zhao Xing gently placed the silver plate on the ring and said in a tone of self-talk: "Only harmony can make money..."

After saying this, Zhao Xing gently left the plate of silver on the ring, swaying and continuing to walk towards the end of the street. Behind him were three smiling women who were tilting forward and backward. After a while, their figures merged into the street near Donghuamen.

When he walked out of the street that caused the accident, Zhao Xing smacked his lips dissatisfiedly: "Oh, I originally planned to go to the pier of Daxiangguo Temple to do something, but now..."

When Cheng Azhu heard this, she quickly handed over a sweat towel and wiped Zhao Xing's sweat that did not exist; Chen Yiyi replied indifferently: "Then go tomorrow, I haven't been shopping for it yet."

After walking a few steps, Zhao Xing had already stopped at the entrance of a restaurant. The manager who appeared at Su Shi's house yesterday stood outside the door. When he saw Zhao Xing coming, he immediately stepped forward and shouted, and notified the client to inform the shopkeeper.

"Master, you always order food first, I'll inform the shopkeeper now." The manager is very enthusiastic.

"Uncle Li Ren, I won't go in." Chaoyun stood in front of Hele Tower and said goodbye to Zhao Xing: "I still need to take care of my family. It's not easy for me to come forward in such an occasion."

Chaoyun is the concubine of an official, so it is difficult to appear in such a public place. Zhao Xing dared not force him and immediately called his friend to escort Chaoyun home. He walked into Hele Tower under the guidance of the pawn hall.

The restaurant styles in the Song Dynasty were different from modern times. The famous chefs each had their own kitchen, and the dishes were sold similar to those of the current open kitchen. The waiter led everyone to go to each kitchen. Each chef had his own unique skills. The guests customized their dishes on the spot and then continued to visit the next kitchen...

When ordering a few dishes in each kitchen, the whole table of banquets will be formed. The client will take the guests into the private room, and the servants in each kitchen will serve the dishes ordered by the guests like flowing water.

There were more than hundreds of famous dishes recorded in the Song Dynasty. It is said that each chef had to know how to cook at least forty kinds of dishes before he was qualified to open a separate kitchen. Dozens of kitchen dishes were put together, and each kitchen dish would have a small sign next to the dish plate to indicate the source. The names of these kitchens were very elegant. If the guests had a good meal, they could give extra rewards. The chef received the most bounties that month, which could become the "top brand" of the restaurant.

The hotel rooms in the Song Dynasty were similar to the modern Japanese-style small private rooms - no, this is the opposite. It should be said that the modern hotel rooms in the Japanese were similar to the Song Dynasty: sliding doors and small tables. There were more guests invited. Remove the partitions near the private rooms and become a connected large room.

Such rooms are not soundproof at all, because the house is separated by a layer of wooden boards.

When entering the door, Zhao Xing stopped at the door. He observed the sliding door. There were no balls on the sliding door, and it was completely sliding to complete the sliding. He nodded thoughtfully and walked into the house.

It can be seen that this is a specially reserved private room, with a large space inside, enough to hold four or five tables, but only two tables were placed inside. Zhao Xing, Cheng Azhu, and Chen brothers sat in the chief, and Jin Buer and Xiao brothers naturally sat on the remaining table.

Chen Yiyi, Chen Gongchuan... Everyone here has been to Bianliang City in the Song Dynasty for the first time. What they most hope is to sit in the hall and enjoy the most powerful civilization in Asia, its humanity and worldly appearance. But when locked in this small room, there is actually nothing to see. For this reason, when the guy closed the sliding door, Zhao Xing waved his hand to stop him. He ordered lightly: "Low Xiaoliang is coming later, keep the door open."

The manager immediately gave a wink, and the guy quietly stepped back. Zhao Xing turned to the manager and ordered: "You should retreat too. We plan to take it easy, but you are restrained."

This statement exposed the appearance of the country people, but when Zhao Xing said this, he was arrogant and made the manager dare not laugh at him. He said a place and left the house.

After the manager left, the room became active. Chen Yiyi jumped up and looked at the scenery outside the window. Chen Gongchuan also came beside his sister and looked at the endless crowd outside the window. Among these people, only Cheng Azhu seemed very quiet. She sat quietly side by side with Zhao Xing, her face full of happiness.

Zhao Xing took out the jewelry he bought just now and admired it one by one with Cheng Azhu. The two of them exchanged some wearing opinions from time to time, such as what occasions are suitable for wearing, what seasons are suitable for wearing, and what clothes to match. After chatting for a while, Chen Yiyi was dissatisfied. She ran over and pulled the jewelry all over the table: "Okay, okay, I'm hungry, the official should go and urge me, come and have some snacks first..."

Snacks? Zhao Xing looked out the door with his face up and saw a receptionist walking past the door with a basin of snacks in his hand. The snacks in the basin looked familiar and quickly waved to the guy.

"Master, this is for the guests of the next house." As soon as the pagoda entered the door, he explained first.

Zhao Xing didn't say anything. He looked at the pot of snacks a little dizzy - it was popcorn, but it turned out to be a pot of popcorn.

Is there anyone else traveling through time?

The manager appeared at the door. He walked in with a singer, sang a promise to Zhao Xing, and asked carefully: "Master, do you want to order this rice? I asked the guy to send another pot to the next house, and put this pot here first."

Rice flower, even the name is the same.

Zhao Xing nodded slightly and asked again: "What other snacks are there? Come on!"

The manager agreed and introduced the woman beside Zhao Xing: "Master, this is Liao Xiaoxiao, the leader of the capital. My master will have to come here later. He asks Miss Liao to accompany theMaster first!"

Liao Xiaoxiao was wearing goose yellow clothes, with pearls and jade on her head. This outfit is very valuable, and it is probably not easy to invite her to come forward. When the girl entered the door, she kept flashing her big eyes and looking at the people in the house. Seeing the slightly rustic outfits of several people, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and both eyes were laughing.

After the manager introduced the matter, Liao Xiaoxiao promised Zhao Xing. She glanced at the two girls in the room, then glanced at Jin Buer's entourage, and then sat on the table very familiarly, picked up a golden hairpin, and introduced to Cheng Azhu: "Sister, you are so lucky. This golden hairpin is made of internal hairpin. Cui Daizhao rarely works in a year and refuses to sell it to others. Only internal servants can enter and exit his shop at will. Sister is blessed and can buy one..."

Cheng Azhu had a gentle personality. When she heard this, she immediately replied: "My sister likes it, let's take it."

Liao Xiaoxiao suddenly opened her eyes wide. She didn't expect that Cheng Azhu was so generous and wanted to give her a golden hairpin in a few words. She looked at Cheng Azhu in disbelief, then looked at the window, and looked at Chen Yiyi who was full of hostility.

Crack, Chen Yiyi was chewing popcorn in big mouthfuls, as if she wanted to put the genius in her mouth and chew it well. But the genius did the job of welcoming and sending them off, and they had their own bold means to eliminate the hostility of others.

"This sister has such skin, white and tender. I miss you, but I don't know what pink you can touch... Oh, my sister's silk is not simple, where did I buy it?... I don't want this golden hairpin from my sister, it's what your sweetheart gave you. How can I win the love of such a precious thing? This is the first time that the great official came to Bianliang City. I don't know where he is."

In the blink of an eye, Liao Xiaoxiao flattered three people in a row, and Chen Yiyi didn't like to wear too much jewelry. What she was most proud of was her fair skin. Liao Xiaoxiao's flattery immediately won her favor.

The women gathered together and immediately formed a group of clothes and jewelry when talking about clothing and jewelry. After a while, the three of them were sitting side by side. Cheng Azhu and Chen Yiyi took out the things they bought from shopping and let the clothing expert taste them one by one.

"Stay free, this brother Li Ren is a big man, so you must not be neglected." There was a sound at the door, and Dong Xiaoliang walked in. Behind him, the runners were filled with wine and food.

Liao Xiaoxiao giggled, and her voice was crisp: "What did Shopkeeper Dong say? Xiaoxiao neglected the high-ranking official?" After that, she glanced at Zhao Xing charmingly.

Just now, when she was talking about jewelry with the two women in the house, Zhao Xing kept looking at their actions with appreciation, without any pornographic indulgence in his eyes, as if the parents were watching a group of children playing, full of love. Chen Gongchuan looked here and immediately turned his eyes to the street again. Only occasionally, he was attracted by Liao Xiaoxiao's laughter, and glanced at it quickly. He was not addicted to it, as if he had seen beautiful women, so he was not moved by her beauty.

Liao Xiaoxiao was always quite surprised. The group of people's clothes were very simple and their behavior was full of curiosity about Bianliang City. Liao Xiaoxiao couldn't figure out the other party's identity. Generally speaking, when the rich people from the countryside came to the capital, they would be fascinated by the charm of the women in the capital, but these people only had appreciation in their eyes, without the slightest blasphemy.

She was about to test the other party's identity, but Dong Xiaoliang came, which interrupted her inquiry.

After a greeting, Liao Xiaoxiao realized from the other party's introduction that these two women were Zhao Xing's one wife and one concubine. Generally speaking, men go to restaurants without wives and concubines, but Zhao Xing does all this so naturally, as if it is natural.

At the banquet, Dong Xiaoliang raised a glass of wine and toasted Zhao Xing first: "Brother Li Ren, I can achieve this today's success, all because I tasted your fish banquet on the sea two years ago - it's a pity that the gathering was short, so I only learned eleven dishes. If Brother Li Ren is willing to hand me over this time, I will take you as my teacher and ask Brother Li Ren to accept my disciple."

Zhao Xing took the other party’s wine and drank it calmly, which was equivalent to accepting the other party’s proposal: “I am here to participate in the imperial examination this time, and I have to stay in the capital for a while. You rent a house for me and take a large yard with you. It is best to ask your chef to go to the yard to serve..."

Liao Xiaoxiao widened her eyes: "Zhao Daguanren is actually a famous juren, I can't tell. I thought Daguanren was just a businessman!?"

Dong Xiaoliang laughed: "Xiaoxiao, you don't know yet. My teacher is also a disciple of Mr. Su... Look, you are not willing to come just now."

Liao Xiaoxiao's eyes rolled and she smiled: "Is Zhao a bachelor's student? Is that Zhao Liren who has been wandering overseas for the past few years? But Zhao Liren, who is 'if life is just like the first meeting'?"

Dong Xiaoliang laughed loudly, Zhao Xing raised his wine and covered his face with a glass of wine. Chen Yiyi asked in disbelief: "Didn't Brother Xing worship poetry? What kind of poetry? Read it and listen!"

"If life is just like the first meeting, why is the west wind sorrowing fan?" Liao Xiaoxiao raised a chopstick, knocked on the cup and plate on the table and sang in a sing. After the song was sung, there was a loud voice beside her, "But is Liao Xiaoxiao? When will Miss Liao be willing to come here to appreciate her face?"

"Miss" was called prostitutes in the Song Dynasty. After the Mongolians entered the Central Plains, they mistakenly thought that "Miss" was the most noble woman, so "Miss" became a respectful title for women, especially for the daughters of officials. This custom was adopted in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Liao Xiaoxiao's crisp curse was filled with joyful emphasis, which made people not think it was an insult, but rather it was more like a sign of intimacy. I think the person being scolded must have a look of pride in the box next door.

The noise around calmed down. Dong Xiaoliang ordered people to close the door of the box. After a few days of drinking, he asked Zhao Xing again: "The teacher asked my chef to go to your place. What crafts are you going to learn this time?"

Zhao Xing picked up the dish and smiled lazyly: "Actually it's nothing. I just want to eat more comfortably in Bianliang during this period, but it's not without your benefits... I was in a hurry all the way, and my followers were all behind. They drove a few big trucks and delivered a few seafood items, which were rare. I was afraid that others would not be able to make it well, so I specially borrowed your cook."
Chapter completed!